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Adult ++
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28
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Chapter Ten
Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!
And HOPEFULLY, it won't be a block of mess this time!
APHAPHAPH
France walked in carrying a bottle of win with a smile on his face. "Hello, Romano. Do you know what today is?" He asked, knowing that the boy couldn't talk, but he could still move his head. "Yesterday was the day that you've been here for a whole month!"
France sat down on the bed and removed the gag from Romano. He looked away from France, not knowing what to say to that. France grabbed his chin and made him face the other man. Romano tried looking away again, but France had a strong grip of his chin. He instead averted his eyes to whatever he could.
"Are you afraid of me? You've been avoiding looking at and talking to me all day." Romano still didn't say or do anything. "Come on... Tell me something!" Romano flinched a little at the raised voice, making France wince.
"I don't have anything to say..."
"...Are you hungry? How 'bout a bowl of spaghetti?"
Romano shrugged. "I don't care..."
"Are, you, hungry?" France asked again. Romano only nodded. France sighed. "Can you say "yes?"
"...I can..."
"Then why won't you?"
"What's the point...? It's not gonna change my situation..."
France sighed frustratingly again before setting the bottle in the little fridge- where Romano couldn't get it. "I'll be right back~!" He left after saying that.
"...T.V. on..." Romano started watching whatever was on to get his mind off of everything. He was almost worried of biting himself while alone. He still didn't know what had happened when his head connected to the mirror and broke the glass the night before.
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France fed him the mostly chopped-up noodles just to be cautious. Romano didn't seem to mind much. When the bowl was empty, France took out two plastic cups and filled them with a little of the wine he brought downstairs earlier.
"It kind of feels weird, having to use plastic cups instead of wine glasses for wine, but if it'll keep you safe." He handed Romano a cup.
"I'm not suicidal, just tired... And home sick..." He took the glass and stared at the contents inside.
"Well, it's better to be safe. You really scared me, yesterday." France took a sip of his wine, and urged Romano to do the same. Romano tried lifting his hand to his mouth, but the chain prevented him from doing so.
"Here..." France unlocked the chain for Romano, who downed the whole glass in one sip. He winced at the taste, but not minding it. He layed back down, waiting for France to lock his wrists away from his mouth again. His head was swimming and his body felt hot.
"Are you okay?" France asked, concerned. Romano looked at him, before pulling him down into a heated kiss. France's eyes widen at the sudden attack. His plastic cup went flying, getting the sheets wet. France broke the kiss. "You know... That was expensive wine you just wasted..."
Romano looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. "I don't care... God! Unlock the other chains already!"
"I can't do that, Romano..."
"Why the hell not?!" Romano groaned in frustration. "God damn it! Why the hell did you have to drug me?!"
"Drug you?" France tilted his head.
"Yes! You drugged me! With an aphrodisiac!"
France smiled. "Non, I didn't drug you. However, in small amounts, alcohol can seem like an aphrodisiac." He ran his hand up Romano's legs, making the Italian shiver.
"F-Fuck..." Romano gasped.
"Not right now." France started sucking on Romano's neck, making him moan loudly.
"I-Idiot... How can you if my clothes can't be taken off and thrown aside..."
"It is possible..." France whispered in his ear. "But it would be kind of awkward..." He nibbled on the other's ear lobe while unlocked the other cuffs holding down Romano's wrist. Then he trailed his hand down to Romano's jeans, palming his obvious erection.
"France, please!" Romano unconciously bucked his hips up into France's touch. France unlocked the cuffs around Romano's ankles. Then his hands worked on Romano's jeans, slipping them off with his boxers with them.
France's hands trailed under Romano's cheeks, teasing his hole before slipping inside, making Romano gasp at the intrusion. He groaned when the finger started moving around before another one was added with it. Romano started pushing against the fingers stretching him until they were pulled back.
"You might wanna lay on your stomach for this."
Romano did so, burying his face in one of his many pillows in the process. He allowed France to spread his legs out. He felt France's hands spreading his cheeks before the Frenchman bent over to stick his tongue in Romano's anus, making said Italian gasp in surprise.
"Spaaai-Ah....Fr..." Romano screamed into the pillow, trying to be careful not to make the mistake of yelling out Spain's name instead. When the tongue left, he whined in frustration, before feeling something harder push against him. "Ah!" He moaned when France started to slowly enter him.
France sped up as time went on. Romano gripped at the comforter under him while grunting every time France would push in again. "Ah! Francia!"* He moaned when his prostate was hit. France slid a hand under Romano's hips to stroke his member, making Romano moan even more. "Fra... France... Mgh!" He came all over the bed and France's hand.
"What a mess... Ah... Romano..." France lifted Romano's hips up to get deeper.
"Ah-ha! France! Stop!" Romano felt himself being filled with a sticky substance. France layed down next to Romano so they could both catch their breaths.
"I-I'll be right back with cleaner sheets and such..." France said, pausing to take a breath every now and then.
Romano got off of the bed so France could grab his comforter. Then once he left, Romano walked into the bathroom, trying hard not to notice the mirror, to take a shower. After cleaning out his mostly healed cut, he felt two arms wrap around his waist.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"...Dizzy."
"Ouias?* So I probably should stay in here to hold you up, then."
Romano growled quietly. "Actually, I'm done."
"You can just keep the water on, then. I'll take a shower by myself, then." France feigned sadness by sniffling jokingly.
"Whatever." Romano stepped out of the shower to dry off while trying to ignore France's gaze and the mirror at the same time. He grabbed some clothes to sleep in and layed down on his bed. The noise of water running made Romano drift off to sleep.
When France was done with his shower, he spotted the sleeping Italian right away. France smiled gently, getting into bed with him and hugging him close. "Bon nuit, Romano." He kissed the back of Romano's head.
APHAPHAPH Translations* (Italian) "Francia" - "France" (French) "Ouais" - "Yeah"